Episode 13 - "There's No Place Like Home, Parts 2 & 3"  
Written by: Damon Lindelof and Carlton Cuse  
Directed by: Stephen Williams 
 
(Kate's car speeds away from Jack outside the runway at the airport in Los Angeles at night. Suddenly, 
her tires skid as the car brakes to a stop, then speeds back toward Jack in reverse gear. Kate sighs, 
tears trickling down her face, before she starts in on Jack, who stands there at the fence beyond the 
runway.)  
KATE: "We have to go back"? "We have to go back"?  
JACK: Now hold on--  
KATE: Who do you think you are?! You call me over and over again for two days straight, stoned on 
your pills! And then you show up here with an obituary for Jeremy Bentham. (Sighs) When he came to 
me and I heard what he had to say, I knew he was crazy. But you... you believed him.  
JACK: Yes.  
KATE: Him, of all people.  
JACK: Yes, Kate, I did, because he said that that was the only way that I could keep you safe--you and 
Aaron.  
(Kate slaps Jack.)  
KATE: Don't you say his name. I still have to explain to him why you are not there to read to him, so 
don't you say his name!  
JACK: I'm sorry.  
KATE: I've spent the last three years trying to forget all the horrible things that happened on the day 
that we left. How dare you ask me to go back?  
(Kate turns around and walks back to her car. She gets back in, shuts the door, and speeds off, leaving 
Jack standing there.)  
 
(In the island, Jack leads sawyer through the jungle. Sawyer carries a rifle; Jack, a handgun.)  
SAWYER: You sure we're going the right way?  
JACK: Lapidus said they were headed northeast.  
SAWYER: You might wanna slow down a little, 'cause you look like you're about to keel over, Doc.  
JACK: I'm fine.  
SAWYER: Of course you're fine. You're always fine.  
(They come to a dilapidated greenhouse. Most of its walls and roof have fallen in, and the jungle has 
had a big head start reclaiming the rest. They crouch down and observe quietly.)  
SAWYER: Is this it?  
JACK: I don't know.  
SAWYER: So what's the plan, Sundance?  
JACK: The plan is we wait till--  
(They hear what sounds like a zipper zipping. They swing around, pointing their weapons toward the 
source of the sound, rustling branches. Through the foliage they see Hurley, apparently finishing up 
some business.)  
SAWYER: Hugo?  
HURLEY: Sawyer!  
(Hurley zips up his pants.)  
SAWYER: You all right?  
HURLEY: Dude, you came back. How'd you know where I was?  
JACK: It's good to see you, Hurley.  
HURLEY: (Awkwardly) Yeah. Yeah, man. You, too.  
JACK: So where the hell is he?  
 
(Birds chirp as Jack, Sawyer, and Hurley hike up toward the greenhouse. Within, Jack sees Locke 
checking underneath overgrown shelves of plants.)  
JACK: Locke!  
(Locke turns around.)  
LOCKE: Hello, Jack.  
 
(The freighter Kahana motors through open water. Inside the armory, a green light shines on a radio 
receiver. Desmond examines the bomb it's connected to. Michael and Jin are with him.)  
DESMOND: There's enough C4 here to blow up a bloody aircraft carrier. When I was in the army... I 
did six months' explosive ordnance disposal, which, as the saying goes, is just enough time to learn how 
to blow yourself up.  
MICHAEL: Is it on a timer? And why hasn't it gone off yet?  
DESMOND: This is a--a radio receiver. It's... it's like a walkie-talkie. You send it a signal, and, uh... it-- 
it triggers a bomb remotely.  
JIN: So can we... turn off?  
DESMOND: (Exhaling deeply through his lips) This is a... this is a trip wire. Move it, and... boom. This is 
dummy wiring. If you cut the wrong one... boom. This is multiple firing systems. You disable one, and 
the next one... boom. Uh, this... battery's the power source. If you disconnect it...  
JIN: Boom.  
 
(In the greenhouse, Jack confronts Locke while Sawyer and Hurley stand idly behind.)  
JACK: What are you doing in here?  
LOCKE: There's a--a DHARMA station below us, and, um, I'm looking for a way to get in.  
JACK: Get in and do what?  
LOCKE: Hugo, James, would you mind if I spoke to Jack alone?  
JACK: Don't bother. We just came back for Hurley. Let's go.  
(Jack turns to leave. Sawyer starts to leave, but Hurley looks like he doesn't want to leave Locke 
behind.)  
LOCKE: Jack, you need to hear what I have to say--  
(Jack turns around and begins speaking forcefully.)  
JACK: What I need to do is to walk back to the chopper, get on it, and get the rest of our people off 
this island.  
HURLEY: Uh, dude, probably not the best idea right now. Those Rambo guys are taking Ben to that 
helicopter. He surrendered himself to 'em about an hour ago.  
JACK: (Asking Locke, accusingly) Now why the hell would he do that?  
 
(Keamy and the other mercenaries march Ben through the jungle. Hulky, crew-cut Redfern takes up 
the rear, his giant rifle pointed into the trees, vigilant against any ambush. Ben's hands are bound with 
plastic hand bindings.)  
KEAMY: So tell me something, Ben. What is it that makes you so important, hmm? I'm curious. I'm 
curious as to why Mr. Widmore would pay me so much money just to come out here and capture you and 
bring you back alive.  
BEN: Charles Widmore tell you to kill my daughter?  
(Keamy and they others hear metal rattling. The helicopter is very near, and pilot Frank Lapidus tries 
to un-handcuff himself from it using a pair of pliers.)  
KEAMY: Hey! How'd he get the toolbox?  
(Keamy marches up to Lapidus.)  
LAPIDUS: Damn.  
(Lapidus throws the pliers away into the helicopter.)  
KEAMY: Who gave you the toolbox, Frank?  
LAPIDUS: Well--  
KEAMY: (Forcefully, in Lapidus's face) Hey!  
(Behind Keamy, a branch snaps, and some grass rustles. Frank looks in the direction of the disturbance. 
Keamy whirls around and draws his rifle at the source of the sound. All the other mercenaries do the 
same. Kate comes running out. She puts her hands up.)  
KEAMY: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. You're good right there.  
(Kate stops and pants, out of breath.)  
KEAMY: Who are you?  
KATE: (Gasping) I'm Kate. I'm one of the passengers of Flight 815.  
KEAMY: Why are you running?  
KATE: I'm being chased... (pants, and points to Ben) by his people.  
(Keamy calls to his men and orders them, pointing to different positions in the jungle.)  
KEAMY: Kocol... Lacour... Redfern on flank.  
(The men go. Omar stays near the helicopter. Keamy grabs Kate by the wrist and pulls her over down 
beside Ben near the helicopter.)  
KEAMY: Come here.  
KATE: Whoa. Hey.  
KEAMY: Get on your knees.  
(He pushes Kate and she falls to her knees.)  
KATE: Uhh!  
KEAMY: Hands above your heads, both of you.  
(They do as they are told. Kate pants. Lapidus looks around, still handcuffed to the helicopter.)  
(Voices whisper indistinctly. The ghostly whispers district the mercenaries as they search for the 
source of the sounds. Distantly, something runs through the foliage. Suddenly, a man topples out of a 
tree onto Kocol, tackling him to the ground, pulling his head backwards and cracking his neck before 
Kocol can make a sound. Keamy looks in Lacour's direction, but sees nothing. Keamy and Redfern spread 
out. Keamy sees something run through the foliage. Kate looks at Ben, who observes silently. Then, 
another man jumps from a hiding spot behind some tall grass and whips a snare around Lacour's legs. 
Lacour trips backward, squeezing the trigger on his rifle as he falls, spraying a stream of muzzle flare 
into the air.)  
KEAMY: Now! Spray it!  
(Keamy, Redfern, and Omar begin shooting blindly into the jungle around them. Kate and Ben duck and 
cover. Lapidus seeks refuge inside the helicopter and dodges the return fire that seems to be coming 
at the mercenaries from the jungle, where men are spotted shooting rifles from. Near Redfern, a man 
raises a pistol-like weapon and fires. With a woosh, a stun dart flies through the air into Redfern's 
muscular neck. Redfern grabs at his neck on the point of impact, but with an electric crackling sound 
the stun dart activates and Redfern goes down, his limbs quaking. Grunting, Keamy leaps for cover 
behind a large rock as the gunfire continues from all around him. Omar fires aimlessly. Bullets 
ricochet.)  
KATE: Ben, stay close. Run! Run.  
(She grabs onto Ben and the two start running away from the helicopter. Keamy cocks his rifle and 
leaves his cover to pursue. Just then, a grenade lands right next to the helicopter.)  
LAPIDUS: Grenade!  
(Keamy kicks the grenade away from the helicopter, grunting. It lands right next to Omar and 
explodes, sending Omar flying backward through the air. Keamy ducks again behind the rock as dirt 
and debris rain on him. He gets up, lets show a grimace that evinces both exasperation and 
determination, and goes after Kate and Ben. The chase through the jungle is on. Kate and Ben have a 
head start, but Ben, whose hands are bound, has a tough time keeping up, and finally stumbles and 
falls.)  
BEN: Uhh!  
KATE: Get up. Come on. Get up.  
(Kate runs back for him and pulls him up--but Keamy is closer now. Suddenly, Sayid sacks Keamy--)  
KEAMY: Uhh! Aah!  
(--and the two tumble down a slope. Keamy recovers first and draws his handgun, but Sayid grabs 
Keamy's arm and pushes it to the side just before Keamy gets off a shot. Keamy swings his arm around 
and pulls the trigger a second time; the bullet flies aimlessly in the opposite direction. Keamy twists 
Sayid's arm, leveraging Sayid into the ground, but Sayid keeps ahold of the gun and flips a leg up to 
kick Keamy off of him. Keamy falls backward and loses hold of the gun. Sayid grabs it and begins to 
point it at Keamy, but Keamy kicks a long leg up toward Sayid and kicks the gun out of Sayid's hands. 
Sayid turns to run toward it. Keamy gets up and pursues, latching onto Sayid's two shoulders. Sayid 
forgets about the gun and turns under Keamy, unsheathing a curve-bladed knife from Keamy's leg and 
stabbing it into Keamy's armpit.)  
KEAMY: Aah!  
(The two shout battle grunts at each other through a rapid-fire series of attacks and counterattacks: 
Keamy grabs Sayid's knife arm and knees Sayid, causing Sayid to drop the knife and double over just 
before Keamy drives an elbow down onto the back of Sayid's head. Sayid recovers quickly, and Keamy 
throws a right-left one-two, but Sayid blocks the blows and uppercuts Keamy. Keamy's head goes 
backward, but Keamy comes up with an elbow directly to Sayid's face, and Sayid goes down, falling on 
his back. Keamy spits from a bloodied mouth. Keamy limps toward the fallen gun. Sayid rolls over and 
crawls toward it. He picks up a fallen tree limb and swings it around into the back of Keamy's right leg. 
He hits Keamy in the legs again, and then swings around and hits Keamy in the front of the neck, 
sending Keamy backward down the slope and onto his back.)  
KEAMY: Aah! (Grunting)  
(Sayid comes down upon Keamy with the tree limb, but Keamy grabs it and catapults Sayid over the top 
of him. The momentum of the motion sends Sayid landing on his back with Keamy square on top of him, 
straddling Sayid's body and pressing the tree limb down into Sayid, with Sayid's only defense to try to 
bench-press the limb up and away from him. Keamy wins this fight and the limb presses down into 
Sayid's neck, strangling him. Sayid gasps for air. Keamy presses harder. And harder. And harder. 
Then--gunfire. Three shots. Keamy topples off of Sayid. Panting, Sayid looks up to see Richard with a 
handgun in his outstreched arm. Richard lowers the gun and walks toward Sayid. Sayid struggles to his 
knees as numerous, dirty Others emerge from the tall grass and jungle around them. Kate and Ben, too, 
come running down the path and into the clearing where Sayid and Keamy's fight took place. Kate 
offers Sayid a hand and helps him up, smiling at him. Ben looks down at Keamy. Keamy's eyes stare 
blankly into the sky, wide open. Ben turns toward the man who fired the final shots.)  
BEN: Thank you for coming, Richard.  
RICHARD: My pleasure.  
(Ben reaches his bound hands toward Kate, who has picked up Keamy's knife that Sayid dropped in the 
fight.)  
BEN: Could you cut me free, Kate?  
(Kate cuts the plastic bindings off of Ben's hands.)  
BEN: What was the arrangement?  
RICHARD: They, uh, help us free you, and we let 'em off the island.  
BEN: Fair enough. The helicopter is yours. You and Sayid have a safe journey back.  
KATE: So we can go? Off the island? That's it?  
BEN: That's it.  
 
(Indistinct conversations)  
MICHAEL'S MOTHER: Thank you, miss.  
NURSE: Mm-hmm.  
MICHAEL'S MOTHER: Are you Hurley?  
HURLEY: Yeah.  
MICHAEL'S MOTHER: Are you dangerous?  
HURLEY: I'm sorry. Do I know you?  
MICHAEL'S MOTHER: No, you don't know me... but you know my grandson.  
(Behind Michael's mother, Walt stands at the far end of the room. No longer a ten-year-old, he has 
grown into a strikingly handsome teenage man.)  
MICHAEL'S MOTHER: Now we've traveled all the way across country just so he could see you. I need 
to know if you're gonna do anything crazy.  
HURLEY: I won't do anything crazy.  
(Walt sits down in a chair across from Hurley.)  
HURLEY: Hey, Walt.  
WALT: Hey, Hurley.  
HURLEY: You're getting big, Dude.  
WALT: You know, when you came back, I was waiting for one of you to come see me, but... nobody did.  
HURLEY: I'm sorry.  
WALT: Do you know who did come see me? Jeremy Bentham. I don't understand why you're all lying.  
HURLEY: (Lowered voice) We're lying... because it's the only way to protect everyone that didn't come 
back.  
WALT: Like my dad?  
HURLEY: Like your dad, yeah.  
 
SAWYER: What the hell they talkin' about in there, anyway?  
HURLEY: I don't know. Leader stuff?  
(Sawyer scoffs. He eyes Hurley's wrapper of soda crackers.)  
SAWYER: where'd you get that?  
HURLEY: Came from a box Ben dug up out of the ground. They're good.  
(Hurley gives Sawyer a soda cracker.)  
HURLEY: Thanks for coming back for me.  
SAWYER: (Crunching on the cracker) Ah, you got it.  
HURLEY: Claire and the baby okay?  
(Sawyer looks at Hurley.)  
 
JACK: What did you wanna talk to me about, John?  
(Bird squawks in distance)  
LOCKE: I want you to reconsider leaving the island, Jack. I would like you to stay.  
JACK: You'd like me to stay.  
LOCKE: Yeah, that's right.  
JACK: (Chuckles) You threw a knife into the back of an unarmed woman. You led half of our people 
across the island and got most of them killed.  
LOCKE: Well, Jack, you put a gun to my head and you pulled the trigger. I was hoping we could let 
bygones be bygones.  
JACK: Well, I' tell you what. You stay here in your little greenhouse, but the rest of us are going 
home.  
LOCKE: But you're not supposed to go home.  
JACK: And what am i supposed to do? Oh, I think I remember. What was it that you said on the way 
out to the hatch--that crashing here was our destiny?  
LOCKE: You know, Jack. You know that you're here for a reason. You know it. And if you leave this 
place, that knowledge is gonna eat you alive from the inside out... until you decide to come back.  
JACK: Good-bye, John.  
LOCKE: You're gonna have to lie.  
JACK: Excuse me?  
LOCKE: If you have to go, then you have to lie about everything... everything that happened since we 
got to the island it's the only way to protect it.  
JACK: (Sighs) It's an island, John. No one needs to protect it.  
LOCKE: It's not an island. It's a place where miracles happen. And--and--if you--if you don't believe 
that, Jack, if you can't believe that, just wait till you see what I'm about to do.  
JACK: There's no such thing as miracles.  
LOCKE: Well... we'll just have to see which one of us is right.  
BEN: Am I interrupting?  
(Jack whirls around to see Ben entering the greenhouse. He points his gun at Ben, cocking it.)  
BEN: Nice to see you, too, Jack.  
(Ben ignores the threat from Jack and moves right past Jack and Locke into the interior of the 
greenhouse.)  
BEN: Couldn't find the anthiums, could you?  
LOCKE: I don't know what they look like!  
(Ben shakes a small potted flower, then reaches underneath a shelf and activates a switch. Metal 
clacks, and a door creaks as a secret elevator is exposed.)  
JACK: What are you doing?  
BEN: Didn't you tell him?  
LOCKE: I tried.  
BEN: Sayid and Kate are waiting for you at the helicopter. I understand that your people from the 
beach are being brought to the freighter even as we speak.  
JACK: What?  
BEN: I'd love to fill you in on everything you missed, Jack, but you, Hugo, James, you need to get 
moving. If I were you, I'd want to be on that boat within the hour. Good-bye, Jack. (To Locke) Let's 
go.  
LOCKE: Lie to them, Jack. If you do it half as well as you lie to yourself, they'll believe you.  
(Metal clank)  
(buttons click)  
(whirring)  
 
(Man speaks indistinctly)  
MAN: Yeah, I'll be right here.  
(Aaron crying)  
SUN: Michael? What's going on down there?  
(Man) ready to go?  
(Man speaks indistinctly)  
MICHAEL: Did you tell anybody?  
SUN: No, Michael. I--I didn't. Can you... t-turn it off?  
(Aaron fusses.)  
MICHAEL: It isn't even on yet. But, yeah, if what's in this tank does what it's supposed to do, we're 
gonna be okay.  
(Aaron continues fussing)  
MICHAEL: Look, I'll send Jin upstairs. There's no need for him to be down there with me when he can 
be up here with you.  
SUN: I'm pregnant.  
MICHAEL: Congratulations, Sun.  
 
DESMOND: You're gonna what?  
MICHAEL: Freeze it. This is liquid nitrogen. We use it in the refrigeration hold. The bomb needs a 
charge from the battery to detonate, right? And the battery runs on a--a chemical reaction. I spray 
the battery. I can keep it cold. No reaction.  
And what's the catch?  
MICHAEL: The catch is we only have one canister. We use it up, we're right back where we started.  
DESMOND: Well, shouldn't we save it till the light turns red?  
MICHAEL: If we see that light turn red and the battery's not already cold, that is the last thing we 
will ever see. Either way, at least we'll have a warning, buy ourselves some time.  
DESMOND: All right, um, freeze the battery. Jin, help me trace back these wires, make a list of 
where each of them goes to.  
(Hissing)  
(motor revving in distance)  
(man) boat!  
(Man shouts indistinctly)  
(motor powers down)  
thank you.  
(Man) down there.  
Did you get them all to the boat?  
FARADAY: Yeah, everybody's safe.  
Are they coming closer?  
FARADAY: They fixed the engine, and they're gonna get as close to the island as they can without 
hitting the reef, so the next trip shouldn't take so long. I'm just gonna get some water, and I'll come 
back in a minute.  
Okay, I'll get the next group ready to go.  
FARADAY: Thank you.  
JULIET: Dan!  
FARADAY: Yeah?  
JULIET: Thanks for helping us.  
FARADAY: Absolutely.  
JULIET: Okay, let's go!  
(Further up the beach, Rose finds Miles in the kitchen.)  
ROSE: Uh, who told you you could eat those peanuts?  
MILES: May--may I eat these peanuts?  
ROSE: I'm gonna keep my eye on you, shorty.  
FARADAY: Miles...  
somethin' wrong with your neck?  
FARADAY: Follow me, please.  
MILES: Dan, you're back. Hey. What's wrong?  
FARADAY: I'm leaving in ten minutes to take the next group of people to the freighter. You need to 
make sure that you're with me on that raft, all right?  
MILES: Well, don't worry about me, 'cause I'm gonna stay.  
FARADAY: Miles, no, uh, uh, I don't think I'm getting across the... direness of the circumstance.  
MILES: Oh, no, you're very dire, but I'm still gonna stay.  
(Faraday sees Charlotte come near.)  
FARADAY: Hey, ten minutes.  
CHARLOTTE: Yep.  
(Faraday leaves.)  
MILES: I'm surprised you wanna leave.  
CHARLOTTE: Sorry?  
MILES: It's just weird. You know, after all that time you spent trying to get back here.  
CHARLOTTE: What do you mean, get back here?  
MILES: ...What do I mean?  
 
(Whirring)  
LOCKE: How deep is the station?  
BEN: Deep.  
(Clank, squeak)  
(switch clicks, electricity powers up)  
(switches and knobs clicking)  
LOCKE: Is this the magic box?  
BEN: No, John, it's not.  
(Switch clicks, whirring)  
LOCKE: What is all this stuff for?  
BEN: Same things that all the DHARMA stations are for... (flips paper) silly experiments.  
LOCKE: What kind of experiments?  
BEN: You know what, John?  
(Objects rattle as Ben rummages through a drawer and retrieves a videocassette.)  
BEN: Why don't you watch this very informative video that will answer some of your questions?...  
(Ben flips on a TV set, which hisses with static.)  
BEN: ...and I'll take care of some business.  
(The videotape player whirrs into operation. The image on the screen warps and distorts, as if the tape 
is very old and has seen many playings.)  
SCIENTIST: (On video) Hello. I'm Dr. Edgar Halliwax... (warps and distorts) and this is the orientation 
film for station six of the DHARMA Initiative. As you've no doubt surmised, station six, or "The 
Orchid," is not... (warps and distorts) a botanical research unit. The unique properties... (warps and 
distorts) of this island have created a kind of Casimir effect, allowing the DHARMA initiative to 
conduct unique experiments in both space and time. (Clatter) This... is "the vault", constructed 
adjacent to a pocket of what we believe... (warps and distorts) negatively charged "exotic matter". 
Great care must be taken to avoid leaving inorganic materials... (warps and distorts) inside the 
chamber. The electromagnetic energy within the island can be highly volatile and unpredictable. Now 
for your own safety and the safety of those around you, metallic objects must never... (warps and 
distorts) be placed within the vault.  
(There's a loud clank as Ben sets a metal trash bin into the vault.)  
SCIENTIST: (On video) (whirring) In our first demonstration, we will attempt to shift the test 
subject 100 milliseconds ahead in four-dimensional space. For the briefest... (warps and distorts) of 
moments, the animal will seem to disappear, but in reality... (voice distorts)  
(Suddenly, the tape starts to rewind. Locke tries pressing the stop button, but the tape keeps 
rewinding. He bangs on the top of the videotape player, but to no effect. The machine keeps whirring. 
Locke gets up and goes to Ben.)  
LOCKE: Hey. Uh... was he talking about what I think he was talking about? If you mean time-traveling 
bunnies, then yes. You do know that he said specifically not to put anything metal in here.  
(Ben stares at Locke for a second, then gives a curt, exasperated nod and turns back to his work. 
Suddenly, they hear a metal creak and a clank and a squeak as the elevator starts making the trip back 
up the shaft with a whirring sound.)  
BEN: You expecting someone?  
(The elevator continues to squeak up the shaft.)  
BEN: May I have my weapon back?  
 
(Clicking)  
HURLEY: Sayid! Kate! Good to see you, Dude.  
SAWYER: He say somethin' to tick you off, Freckles?  
KATE: Didn't kill that one.  
SAWYER: Well, which one did you kill?  
SAWYER: Where's the baby?  
KATE: He's with Sun, and they should be at the freighter by now.  
Are you okay?  
I am now.  
(Panting)  
SAWYER: Hey, Kenny Rogers. What you trying to do there, pick a lock?  
LAPIDUS: You got a better idea?  
SAWYER: Hacksaw.  
LAPIDUS: For the handcuffs, right?  
SAWYER: Ay. All right, all right.  
JACK: Sayid, how'd you get back?  
SAWYER: I took the Zodiac from the freighter.  
JACK: Is it safe? A body from the boat washed up on the beach.  
It's safe now.  
(Sawyer finishing cutting Lapidus free.)  
LAPIDUS: All right! Let's get the hell outta here!  
SAWYER: Let's go, Freckles. I've seen enough of this rock.  
(Rotors powering up)  
HURLEY: After we drop everyone off at the boat, we can come back and look for Claire, right?  
JACK: Absolutely.  
LAPIDUS: Hands and feet inside the vehicle! Let's go for a ride!  
 
(Inside the Orchid station, the elevator creaks to the bottom of the shaft. It stops with a clank and a 
squeak. Two army boots stand inside. Above them, a hand reaches down and unsheathes a knife from a 
boot. It's Keamy. He lifts the elevator gate and limps out into the station. In the distance, Dr. 
Halliwax continues to talk on the videotape.)  
SCIENTIST: (On video) ...properties of this island have created a kind of Casimir effect...  
KEAMY: I know you're down here, Ben. (Panting) Crouching in the dark, just waiting to take a shot at 
me.  
SCIENTIST: (On video) This... is "the vault"...  
KEAMY: Well, you better aim for the head, Ben! You know, like your boyfriend who shot me in the back 
like a coward!  
SCIENTIST: (On video) ...to avoid leaving inorganic materials inside...  
KEAMY: This body armor's, um, been known to take a bullet or two in its time.  
(Halliwax continues to speak indistinctly.)  
KEAMY: But before you take your shot, Ben, let me tell you about this. (Panting)  
(Keamy removes his flack jacket and it falls to the floor. Strapped to his bare bicep is a device with a 
green light on it. The light shines in the darkness.)  
KEAMY: See that? I took out a bit of a--a life insurance policy, Ben. It's a heart rate monitor, and it's 
connected to a radio transmitter. W--we call it a "dead man's trigger", Ben. If my heart stops 
beating... (panting) it sends a little signal to the 500 pounds of C4 that I've got hardwired out there on 
the freighter that'd kill a lot of innocent people, Ben. If you think I'm bluffing, need I remind you of, 
uh... how your daughter looked as she bled out? Face-down in the grass? (Panting)  
(Keamy wheels around and assumes a combat stance with his knife when he sees Locke standing there.)  
KEAMY: Who the hell are you?  
LOCKE: My name is John Locke, and I have no... conflict with you. And neither do the people on that 
boat. So... why don't you put your knife down? We can talk about this.  
KEAMY: Well, John Locke... I've never really been one for talk.  
(With a clank and a shouted grunt, Ben emerges from his hiding place, leaping at Keamy. He hits Keamy 
first in the head, then in Keamy's injured leg with his telescopic baton, sending Keamy to the floor. 
Then he grabs the knife from Keamy and begins stabbing.)  
BEN: You killed my daughter.  
KEAMY: Aah!  
BEN: You killed my daughter!  
LOCKE: Ben! Ben! Ben, stop! No, no! Stop!  
(Ben keeps screaming and grunts as Locke pulls Ben away from the wounded, gagging Keamy.)  
LOCKE: Ben, what did you do?  
(Gasps)  
(beeping)  
LOCKE: You just killed everybody on that boat.  
(Beeping continues)  
BEN: so?  
 
(At a distant end of the beach camp, Daniel Faraday finds and shares a private moment with Charlotte 
Lewis.)  
FARADAY: Hey, Charlotte! Listen, uh, I wanted to say before you get on the boat, please--  
CHARLOTTE: I'm gonna stay, Daniel... for now, anyway.  
FARADAY: Charlotte... there is no "for now". If you don't come with me, "for now" could be forever.  
CHARLOTTE: Nothing's forever.  
FARADAY: Why?  
CHARLOTTE: Would it make any sense if I told you I was still looking for where I was born?  
FARADAY: N--no.  
(They laugh as they embrace and Charlotte kisses Faraday on the cheek.)  
CHARLOTTE: Good-bye, Daniel.  
Let me guess.  
You're not coming.  
I promised I wouldn't leave until I got everyone here safely off this island.  
Relax. I'll still be here when you get back.  
Right, right... when I get back.  
FARADAY: Okay. Everybody ready? Let's get started. Off we go.  
 
DESMOND: I think I might have something. Okay, so... so if... if I cut this wire, it... it should 
disconnect the firing mechanisms.  
JIN: Stop! (Speaks Korean) No good.  
DESMOND: Damn it! I--I just don't know enough. H--how do we even know your little freezing trick's 
doing anything?  
MICHAEL: We'll know if that light turns red and we're still here.  
DESMOND: How much stuff do we have left?  
MICHAEL: We got a quarter tank.  
DESMOND: What happens if we can't deactivate the bomb?  
MICHAEL: We better get everybody the hell off this boat.  
 
(Whirring)  
(knobs click)  
What's the matter?  
LAPIDUS: We're losing fuel.  
What?!  
LAPIDUS: We're losing fuel!  
Look outside!  
Allthing! 
(Grunts) We have a fuel leak! A bullet must have pierced the tank!  
LAPIDUS: We gotta find a place to set her down!  
JACK: No, don't land!  
LAPIDUS: What?!  
JACK: There's no fuel on the island! We've gotta get to the boat, or this chopper's useless!  
LAPIDUS: I'm telling ya, I don't see the boat!  
JACK: Well, then keep looking!  
LAPIDUS: We gotta get every ounce of extra weight off this chopper now! Anything that's not bolted 
down, toss it out!  
Now what? Is that enough? Can we make it?!  
LAPIDUS: I'd feel a hell of a lot better if we were a few hundred pounds lighter! Well, if we don't 
make it, we're still close enough to ditch it on the beach.  
JACK: Hey! Do not go back to the island!  
LAPIDUS: We might not have a choice, Doc.  
SAWYER: Hey... (whispering indistinctly)  
KATE: Why are you telling me this?  
SAWYER: Just do it, Freckles.  
KATE: Sawyer!  
(Gasps)  
 
SAYID: Excuse me, sir. I'm sorry to bother you. But do you have the time, please?  
GUY IN CAR: Yeah. It's eight fif--  
(silenced gunshots)  
(grunts)  
 
HURLEY: Sayid?  
SAYID: Hello, Hurley.  
HURLEY: I think visiting hours are over, Dude.  
SAYID: This isn't a visit. I want you to come with me.  
HURLEY: Come with you where?  
SAYID: Somewhere safe.  
HURLEY: And why would I go anywhere with you? I haven't seen you in, like, forever.  
SAYID: Because circumstances have changed.  
HURLEY: What circumstances?  
SAYID: Bentham's dead.  
HURLEY: What?  
SAYID: Two days ago.  
HURLEY: What happened?  
SAYID: They said it was suicide.  
HURLEY: What do you mean, they "said" it was suicide? And why are you calling him "Bentham"? His 
name is--  
SAYID: Don't say it. We're being watched.  
HURLEY Dude, I've been having regular conversations with dead people. The last thing I need now is 
paranoia.  
SAYID: I just killed a man who's been perched outside this facility for the last week. I'm finding 
paranoia keeps me alive.  
HURLEY: We're not going back, are we?  
SAYID: No. Just somewhere safe.  
HURLEY: Okay then. Hold on a sec. Checkmate, Mr. Eko.  
 
Where's the freighter?  
LAPIDUS: I don't know. I stayed on course. They must have it on the move again.  
How much fuel?  
LAPIDUS: Four, five minutes worth, unless somebody else wants to jump.  
JACK: As soon as we get to the boat, we'll go back for him.  
HURLEY: Hey! There it is! The boat! I see it! Behind us!  
 
(Breathing erratically)  
(monitor beeping steadily)  
LOCKE: Ben, help me. If he dies, everybody on that boat dies.  
BEN: That's not my problem, John.  
(Steady beeping continues)  
(Keamy wheezes.)  
LOCKE: Hang on, man. Hang on!  
(Hoarsely) Wherever you go... Widmore... (breathing erratically) he'll find you.  
(Steady beeping continues)  
BEN: Not if I find him first.  
(Monitor beeping erratically)  
LOCKE: (whispers) Hey. No. No. (Normal voice) Hey. Hey! Hey!  
(Beep)  
(beep)  
 
(beep)  
MICHAEL: You two need to go now. Get everybody off the boat. We have maybe five minutes left in 
the tank. Go! You go. Go.  
JIN: I stay.  
(Valve squeaking)  
(hissing)  
(clank)  
 
DESMOND: Oh, bloody hell. Don't land! You can't land! Don't land! Don't land! There's a bomb! There's 
a bomb! Get away! There's a bomb! You can't land! Go back!  
JACK: Did he say "bomb"?  
DESMOND: Don't land!  
JACK: What are you doing?!  
LAPIDUS: I don't care what the hell he's screaming! I'm flying on fumes! I gotta put this bird down!  
DESMOND: No! Don't land! (Hissing) No! No! Look, you don't understand! Jin and Michael are doing 
everything they can, but there's no time! You've gotta get off the boat now!  
(Grunts)  
(knocks)  
How long till we can fly again?  
LAPIDUS: Somebody patch the other hole where the bullet came out!  
DESMOND: Give it to me. I'll do it.  
LAPIDUS: Here! Somebody pump some gas!  
JACK: I'll handle the fuel.  
LAPIDUS: Get that life raft right there! Come on! Let's go!  
(Aaron crying)  
KATE: Hey, Sun! Sun! Where you going? We gotta go.  
SUN: Jin's below with Michael. I can't--  
KATE: No, no, there's no time! There's no time. We have to go.  
SUN: I won't leave him!  
KATE: Okay. You get the baby on the chopper. I'll get Jin. All right?  
LAPIDUS: Just keep pumping till I get it started! That'll be enough to get us to the island.  
 
(Hissing resumes)  
MICHAEL: Jin, you gotta go. There's nothing more we can do, man.  
JIN: No, I can find--  
MICHAEL: Hey, come on. It's over. I'm almost out of this stuff. Listen, you are a father now. Get to 
your wife and get her home.  
JIN: Thank you, Michael.  
MICHAEL: You're welcome. Go.  
 
(Helicopter engine starting)  
(man shouting indistinctly)  
Hey! Not yet!  
Your buddy said we got five minutes as of three minutes ago.  
If you're going, this is it.  
Let's go!  
JACK: Kate! Come on!  
KATE: Jin's still inside! Jin's still inside. We can't leave him behind.  
JACK: Come on. Listen, I'm not leaving without you. We gotta get out of here now. Let's go!  
(Aaron continues crying)  
Give me a minute! No! Wait!  
Where's jin?  
(Man shouts indistinctly)  
(shouting in Korean)  
(Aaron continues crying)  
SUN: It's Jin!  
No!  
SUN: Jin! Jin! Jin! We have to go back! Turn around!  
We can't do it!  
SUN: We have to! We need to go back!  
 
(Hissing)  
(hissing stops)  
(ghostly voices whispering)  
(whispering continues)  
(whispering stops)  
CHRISTIAN: You can go now, Michael.  
MICHAEL: Who are you?  
(Loud explosion)  
SUN: (Shrieking) Jin! (Sobbing) Aah!  
(Metal creaking loudly)  
SUN: (Shrieking) Jin!  
 
(Sun gasping and sobbing)  
SUN: Go back lower! We have to go find Jin!  
Sun, there's nobody down there!  
SUN: You can't see anything from here!  
LAPIDUS: We didn't get enough fuel! We can't go back!  
SUN: Go lower! I know he's there!  
KATE: Sun, I'm--Sun, I'm so sorry.  
He's not--  
SUN: He's down there! I know he's down there!  
LAPIDUS: We gotta go!  
SUN: No! I'm not leaving him!  
SAYID: Can't get to him!  
SUN: No, we're not leaving him! We're not! Turn back around!  
JACK: Sun! Sun! It's gone!  
(Aaron wailing)  
JACK: He's gone.  
(Continues wailing)  
Shh. Shh.  
JACK: Lapidus! Fly us back to the island.  
LAPIDUS: You got it.  
(Aaron continues wailing)  
SUN: No! (Sobbing) No! No! (Shrieking) No!  
 
(In London, Sun walks alongside the Thames near the Tower Bridge. Her cell phone rings. She takes it 
out and opens it up.)  
SUN: (In Korean)  
MRS. PAIK: (Over phone, in Korean)  
JI YEON: (Over phone, in Korean)  
MRS. PAIK: (Over phone, in Korean)  
(speaking indistinctly)  
WIDMORE: All right, guys. Thanks.  
SUN: Excuse me. Mr. Widmore?  
WIDMORE: Yes.  
SUN: I'm Sun Kwon... Mr. Paik's daughter. I'm the managing director of Paik Industries.  
WIDMORE: Yes, of course. How is your father?  
SUN: Excellent, thank you.  
WIDMORE: Quite the golfer. I believe I owe him dinner after our last game.  
SUN: Are you really going to pretend that you don't know who I am?  
WIDMORE: I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about, Ms. Kwon.  
SUN: Yes, you do know, Mr. Widmore... just like you know we've been lying all this time about where we 
were and what happened to us there. You and I have common interests. When you're ready to discuss 
them...  
(Sun hands Widmore her Paik Industries business card from her pocket.)  
SUN: Call me. As you know, we're not the only ones who left the island.  
(Sun turns and begins to walk away. Widmore calls after her.)  
WIDMORE: Ms. Kwon? Why would you want to help me?  
 
LOCKE: Why?  
BEN: "Why" what?  
LOCKE: Why did you kill him when you knew it would destroy the boat?  
BEN: Well, John, I really wasn't thinking straight. Sometimes... good command decisions get 
compromised by bad emotional responses.  
(Loud clatter)  
BEN: I'm sure you're gonna do a much better job of separating the two than I ever did.  
LOCKE: What are you doing?  
(Mechanical whirring and crackling)  
LOCKE: I asked you a question!  
BEN: If I were you, I'd duck.  
(Whirring and crackling grows louder)  
(electricity crackling, hissing, rumbling)  
(crackling, hissing and rumbling stop)  
BEN: I better change.  
 
(Waves crashing)  
(panting and gasping)  
(panting)  
SAWYER: Nice day for a swim.  
JULIET: What are you doing here?  
SAWYER: Decided to take a dip.  
(Sawyer regards Juliet's bottle of DHARMA-brand flavored rum.)  
SAWYER: Whatcha cebratin'?  
JULIET: I'm not celebrating.  
(With a flick of her sad eyes, Juliet indicates behind Sawyer. He gets the point and looks to the ocean. 
A distant plume of black smoke wafts on the horizon.)  
SAWYER: Is that our boat?  
JULIET: It was.  
 
LOCKE: What's that for?  
BEN: I'm going somewhere cold.  
(Zips up jacket)  
LOCKE: Then where is mine?  
BEN: You don't need one because you're not going with me.  
LOCKE: Yes, I am going with you.  
BEN: No, John, you're not.  
LOCKE: Jacob told me what we had to do. You don't get to make all the decisions--  
BEN: He told you what to do, but he didn't tell you how because he wants me to suffer the 
consequences.  
LOCKE: What consequences?  
BEN: Whoever moves the island can never come back. So I'd like you to get on the elevator, John, and 
go back up. Richard and my people will be waiting 2 miles east of the Orchid.  
LOCKE: Waiting for me?  
BEN: Ready, willing and able to share what they know. And then they will follow your every word. Good- 
bye, John. I'm sorry I made your life so miserable.  
(Ben exhales deeply as he shakes Locke's hand.)  
LOCKE: What do I tell 'em to do?  
BEN: You'll find your way, John. You always do.  
 
(Birds chirping)  
(man and woman speaking indistinctly)  
(fire crackling)  
RICHARD: Hello, John. Welcome home.  
 
(Loud clatter)  
(breathing heavily)  
(hollow thud)  
(fabric rips)  
(crowbar clanks)  
(breathing heavily)  
(lantern clatters)  
(exhales sharply)  
(groans)  
BEN: I hope you're happy now, Jacob.  
(Grunting)  
(metal clanks)  
(grunts)  
(metal creaks)  
(crowbar clanks)  
(panting)  
(metal grinding and creaking)  
(whirring)  
(buzzing, magnetic humming)  
(buzzing and humming continue)  
(aaron crying)  
Yeah, what is that?  
(Buzzing and humming continue)  
(metal grinding)  
(grunting)  
(buzzing and humming grow louder)  
(crying)  
(crackling, pulsating)  
(pulsating continues)  
(aaron continues crying)  
(loud rumbling)  
(helicopter whirring)  
(aaron continues crying)  
LAPIDUS: Where's the island? Where's the island?! Where the hell's the island?!  
It's gone.  
LAPIDUS: Where the hell am I gonna land this thing?!  
JACK: There's another smaller island close by they took us to!  
LAPIDUS: I got news for ya, Doc. There's nothing but water in every direction!  
(Helicopter engine sputtering)  
(alarm beeping)  
LAPIDUS: Doesn't matter now. That's it, people! We're out of fuel!  
(Beeping continues)  
(wind blowing loudly, rotors slowing down)  
LAPIDUS: Get your life vests on! We're going in! Brace yourselves!  
(Wind blowing loudly)  
SAYID: Desmond! The life raft!  
LAPIDUS: Hold on!  
(Whoosh, hissing)  
 
(Metal creaking)  
KATE: Where's jack?!  
LAPIDUS: Kate! Where is he?!  
Are you okay?  
Hurley, carry the baby.  
(Gasping)  
LAPIDUS: Sayid, are you all right?  
SAYID: Yes!  
HURLEY: Jack!  
LAPIDUS: Where's Desmond?  
KATE: Get the baby.  
HURLEY: I got him.  
(Kate grunts)  
(aaron crying)  
(grunts)  
(f  
Jack! Give me a hand!  
(Sun gasps and grunts)  
Here you go.  
JACK: Get him to the raft. Get him to the raft. Get him up in the raft. We've gotta get him in the 
raft.  
HURLEY: Is he breathing? Oh, my God. Is he breathing?  
(Grunting)  
(groans)  
HURLEY: Oh, my god.  
JACK: Oh, come on, Desmond.  
(Panting)  
JACK: One, two, three.  
(Coughing)  
JACK: Yeah. Yeah, yeah.  
HURLEY: Yeah.  
(Coughing and gasping)  
yeah.  
Yeah.  
(Coughing)  
JACK: Yeah, you're all right.  
HURLEY: You're all right, man. You're okay.  
(Continues coughing)  
HURLEY: Desmond.  
JACK: That's it. You're all right. That's it.  
(Desmond continues coughing)  
(panting)  
(coughs)  
JACK: (whispers) It's okay. It's okay. We're alive. (Sighs deeply)  
 
(loud creaking)  
(grunts)  
(switch clicks)  
(sighs)  
(telephone rings)  
(ring)  
KATE: Hello?  
(Clicking)  
KATE: Hello? Who's there?  
(Ghostly voices whispering)  
(buzzing)  
(door opens, creaks)  
(buzzing continues)  
(gasps)  
KATE: Don't move. Don't you touch my son!  
(Gasps)  
KATE: (Whispers) Claire? How did y--  
CLAIRE: (voice breaks) Don't bring him back, Kate. (Chair creaks) Don't you dare bring him back.  
(Gasps)  
(panting)  
(sighs)  
(sighs deeply)  
(sniffles)  
KATE: (crying) I'm sorry. I'm sorry.  
 
(Water lapping)  
HURLEY: Is he okay?  
KATE: He's fine. It's a miracle.  
HURLEY: I can't believe he did it.  
Who did what?  
HURLEY: Locke. He moved the island.  
JACK: No, he didn't.  
HURLEY: Oh, really? 'Cause... one minute it was there, and the next it was gone, so... unless we, like, 
overlooked it, Dude, that's exactly what he did. But... if you've got another explanation, man, I'd love 
to hear it.  
LAPIDUS: God almighty. There's a boat. There's a boat out there! There's a boat out there. Hey! 
There's a boat! You see it?! Hey! Hey! Hey! Over here! Does it see us?  
DESMOND: I think it does!  
Hey!  
HURLEY AND DESMOND: Hey!  
LAPIDUS: It is turning? It's turning! Hey!  
Hey!  
JACK: (Softly) We're gonna have to lie.  
KATE: What?  
JACK: (Normal voice) We're gonna have to lie.  
KATE: Lie about what?  
JACK: Everything, all of it, every moment since we crashed on the island.  
LAPIDUS: Jack... now I know I'm new to this group and everything, but isn't this the place where 
everybody starts jumping up and down and hugging each other?  
JACK: Your freighter... those men came to the island to kill us, all of us. You said that our plane was 
discovered on the bottom of the ocean. Well, someone put it there--someone who wants everyone to 
think that we're dead. So what do you think's gonna happen to us when we tell them that that wasn't 
our plane? What do you think's gonna happen to the people that we left behind?  
KATE: Jack, we can't. We can't pull it off.  
JACK: Just let me do the talking.  
(Water lapping)  
(man shouting in portuguese)  
(men speaking Portuguese)  
(engine whirring)  
(men speaking Portuguese)  
(man) Eh! Aqui!  
DECKHAND: D uma olhada aqui!  
(Men speaking Portuguese)  
DECKHAND: h* uma jangada dos povos, Ms. Widmore!  
(Speaks portuguese)  
PENNY: Throw them a rope! Take them 'round to the stern!  
DESMOND: Penny? Penny! Penny!  
(Sighs)  
(laughs)  
(laughs)  
PENNY: Are you okay?  
DESMOND: (Chuckles) I'm--I'm fine. (Whispers) I'm fine. (Normal voice) H--how did you find me?  
PENNY: Your phone call... I have a tracking station. (Sniffles)  
DESMOND: I love you, Penny... and I'll never leave you again.  
(Laughs)  
(men speaking Portuguese)  
DESMOND: Uh... this is--this is Penny. This is, um, Kate and then Aaron.  
KATE: Hi.  
PENNY: Hi.  
DESMOND: Um... and this is Sun, Sayid, Hurley.  
HURLEY: Hi.  
DESMOND: This is Frank. And Jack. Jack, this is--this is Penny.  
JACK: It's nice to meet you, Penny.  
PENNY: Hi.  
JACK: (Sighs) But we need to talk.  
 
HURLEY: What's this place called?  
SAYID: Membata.  
HURLEY: Membata. Why are we doing this, Dude? Sailing 3,000 miles to another island?  
SAYID: Because it's the only way to keep them safe.  
(Lapidus grunts.)  
JACK: How long till we'll hit land?  
LAPIDUS: Well, if the wind's not too brutal... eight, nine hours. (Drops plank) Just long enough to give 
you a nice, convincing sunburn.  
JACK: Well... it's been a pleasure, Frank. I hope we never see each other again.  
LAPIDUS: Roger that, Doc. (Chuckles) Bye, sweetheart.  
(Water lapping)  
(exhales deeply)  
DESMOND: Are you sure about this, brother?  
JACK: Are you sure?  
DESMOND: (Scoffs) As long as I've got Penny... I'll be fine.  
JACK: Don't let him find you, Desmond. I'll see you in another life, brother.  
DESMOND: Aye. I guess you will.  
JACK: All right. Let's go home.  
 
(Villagers speaking indistinctly)  
(Panting)  
(Villagers shouting indistinctly)  
(Aaron crying)  
 
(The Pixies' "Gouge Away" plays in Jack's Ford Bronco as Jack cruises down a Los Angeles street.)  
Sleeping on your belly / 
You break my arms, / 
You spoon my eyes / 
Been rubbing a bad charm  
(Jack's brakes squeal as he stops in front of Hoffs/Drawler Funeral Home.)  
With holy fingers / 
Gouge away / 
You can--  
(Jack parks and turns off the engine. He sniffles as he gets out and approaches the building. A train 
horn blows in the distance. Jack tries the doorknob, but it's locked. He rattles it again. Dogs bark in 
the distance. The train horn continue to blow. Jack picks up a stray chunk of cement and--CLANK-- 
bashes on the doorknob once, putting a gash in the door. Another hit--CLANK--and the doorknob 
breaks and bends out. A third hit with the cement chunk and the knob is knocked clean off. Jack 
pushes his way inside the funeral parlor.)  
 
(With a BANG of the door, Jack breaks inside the mortuary of the funeral home. Jack sighs and flicks 
on the light switch. There, inside, is Jeremy Bentham's coffin. Jack approaches the coffin. The body 
claim form, unfilled except for the name, sits on a clipboard on the top of the coffin. Jack throws the 
clipboard onto the stainless steel body preparation table behind him. From the sound of it, a plane flies 
overhead as Jack lifts the upper cover of the coffin and looks at the body inside.)  
BEN: Hello, Jack.  
(Jack is startled almost off his balance by the voice. The sound of vehicles passing by can be heard 
from outside.)  
BEN: Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you. Did he tell you that I was off the island?  
JACK: (Exhales deeply) Yes, he did.  
BEN: When did you speak to him?  
JACK: (Inhales deeply) About a month ago.  
BEN: And Kate?  
JACK: Yeah. Yeah, he came to see her, too.  
BEN: And what did he say to you?  
JACK: He told me... that after I left the island, some very bad things happened. And he told me that it 
was my fault for leaving. And he said that I had to come back.  
BEN: Yes, I heard that you've been flying on passenger planes... hoping that you'd crash. It's dark, 
Jack, very dark.  
JACK: Why are you here?  
BEN: I'm here to tell you that the island won't let you come alone. All of you have to go back.  
JACK: (Scoffs) Are you... (sighs) Sayid--I don't even know where Sayid is. Hurley... (scoffs) is insane. 
Sun blames me for... and then Kate... (chuckles, sighs) She won't even talk to me anymore.  
BEN: Perhaps I can help you with that. This is the way it has to be, Jack. It's the only way. You have 
to do it together, all of you.  
JACK: How?  
BEN: I have a few ideas.  
(Jack sighs deeply and turns to leave.)  
BEN: Jack... I said, all of you. We're gonna have to bring him, too.  
(Jack, standing feet from Ben and facing him in the tiny mortuary, turns back and looks at the body in 
the coffin. Ben regards the body for a moment too. The well-dressed, peaceful-looking body in the 
coffin, the body of Jeremy Bentham, is the body of John Locke.)  
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